Free Last First Kiss by Vanessa Devereaux

everything like they had when t hey were children and teenagers and always knew when the other was happy or sad.
    Did he know she wanted him all over again ? Her womb pulled ; her pussy beat to a steady rhythm, and yes, eve n her panties were getting damp.
    “I think that’s enough , or you’ll spoil me,” said Wade.
    Does he really know how this is bothering me? Is that the reason he’s asked her to stop?
    Cathy ran her hands over his shoulders one last time and then kissed his neck while looking at Sophie . Cathy wiped her hands on a tissue as she spoke.
    “I need to get to the babysitter to pick up Max , and then we’re heading to the library. He wants to get a new book for you to read to him before he goes to bed tonight.”
    Wade looked at Sophie again before he spoke.
    “As long as it’s not War and Peace ,” said Wade.
    “Nope, I’ll make sure it’s a short one so he can go to sleep , and we can have some time by ourselves.”
    She looked at Sophie again , and this time Sophie looke d away. The kiss on the neck might have been a sign of affection for her boyfriend , but after that remark, Sophie knew Cathy was baiting her.
    “I’ll see you around 6 p.m. , and don’t be late because dinner will be waiting. Nice seeing you again, Sophie.”
    “Same here.”
    Sophie watched as she put her bottle of massage oil into her bag, picked it up and headed out of the office with an air to her step.
    “I bought you one of your favorite lemonades.” Sophie slid it across the desk to him, hopi ng he was planning to put his shirt back on. Some of the oil still glistened on his chest hair , and a drop clung to the muscle near his collarbone. Sophie had the strangest urge to lick it away but kept her bu tt firmly planted on the chair just in case she carried through with her wish.
    Wade leaned across and took the lemonade and sipped on it.
    “I haven’t had one of these since I’ve been home. Wow, that’s really good. Remember we used to spend all our allowances in that place? Mostly on these and , oh yeah, those lemon meringue pie s .”
    “You’ve just made me want a slice of one of those so badly. Don’t tell Grans , but not even her lemon meringue pies a re as good as those .”
    “Speaking of Emily , how did you get on at the bank?”
    “The bank president agreed to us putting Mountainview up for collateral . Richard’s taking the paperwork to Grans as we speak , so she should be released very soon.”
    Wade took a deep breath , causing his chest to rise up. Sophie wrapped her hands around the con tainer of lemonade, feeling its cold exterior bite into her skin. It took every ounce of control she had not to slink across the desk and kiss him.
    “I’d need to sit down with her as soon as she gets home , and we can talk about her case . I’d like to start looking for the real killer straight away before the case gets lukewarm.”
    “Wade, you’re going to be careful, right?”
    “You know I have Emily’s best interests in mind.”
    “I didn’t mean that. What if you start digging around and some one tries to hurt you?”
    “Oh, Soph, I’m an ex - cop. I can take care of myself. Hey look, Wade’s a big, tough guy now.”
    With that he curled his arms upward and made fists so his bicep s sprang up.  If only he hadn’t done that she would have been perfectly okay.
    Sophie stood up, walked over to him and ran her hands ove r his arms and shoulders, fee ling the slightest trace of oil still on them. He looked up at her , and she knew she’d done something terrible.
    “Hey, I’m sorry. Look, I have to go to pick up Grans.”
    With that she ran as fast as she could out of the building and back down Main Street .
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    Wade tried to catch up with Sophie, but he’d forgotten how fast on her feet she could be. She had been since she was a kid. They’d often raced one another to the la ke. He being older and , a boy, had always given her a head start. However, when she began beating him by more